life…it’s complicated and random. very random.

Last night I went to see Lil Wayne and the I am Music Tour at the Sprint Center in KC. First of all I can count on one hand the amount of times I have been to the Power and Light District,
but I always park at the $2 garage off of 13th and Grand. Last night, when I entered into the garage the dude taking my money asked me where I was going…I thought it was a trick question…”Power and Light?” And he told me it would be $2 for parking….apparently if I had told him that I was going to see Lil Wayne it would have been $10…so keep that tip in mind if you ever are going to the Sprint Center for something and don’t want to cough up $10 for parking or walk a great distance in the cold….or hot. The show was pretty much what I expected for a mainstream hiphop show….and even came with a side of drama. While I was there I ran into my mom’s best friend, who was there with a dude that looked like he was my age, obviously not her husband (who I knew was out with my dad) and they were both very, very drunk. Sigh…I kinda wish I had been more drunk because I wouldn’t even remember running into her and wouldn’t have to go through the trouble of trying to pretend like I never saw them.
After the show I went with my date to Tengo Sed Cantina for a drink…figured I’d rather be in an overcrowded small bar that reminds me of going to bar in a college town with an alcoholic beverage in hand than sitting in my car waiting in the ridiculous line to exit the garage. We had one drink…the dj played “When I Grow Up” by the Pussycat Dolls so I got my dance on for a minute while my date watched…now I know the guy I was with looks like he’s like 15 years old but it was obvious we were together so when a white dude who had also been watching me dance tried hitting on me by asking a question about my shirt I knew it was time to bounce.
At that point my date and split ways…he headed to a bar where one of his boys works….I had planned on just going home but I was still hyped from the show and wasn’t quite ready to call it a night so I headed to Westport…DJ SKU was having an unofficial T-Wayne afterparty at Karma. Karma was exactly what I needed…and DJ SKU did not disappoint…he played everything one could possibly want to hear in that type of club atmosphere…Stanky Legg, My Dougie, Anything of Lil Wayne’s, Do the Ricky Bobby, Don’t Spill It….you get the idea. Club shit. I left Karma a little before 2am…its a 3am bar but it was starting to get packed…like to the point that you couldn’t dance…and since that was the entire reason I was there it was time to call it a night.

After I got home and laid in bed and allowed the quietness to take over me all I could hear my head was…”Do the Stanky Legg. Do the Stanky Legg. Do the Stanky Legg. Bitch, I’m wild up! Do the Stanky Legg. Do the Stanky Legg….”
hahahahahahahhaahaha! bitch! love that song but gets stuck in my head every damn time!